KinkyPrawn

Underground

Eddie's gaze shifted up to his partner sitting in the office with him. While her body language could be interpreted as flirtatious, he was far too pissed off to care about that for the moment. "Ja and we could have afforded a new one if those fuckers didn't call the fuckin feds on us! Like, since when do they care about the feds?!" he continued to vent, utterly dumbfounded by the occurrence.

He ran a hand through his hair and over his face as he dropped into the chair with a heavy thud. After a long groan and a few spins around with the office chair, he turned to face her. "We can't loaf around here anymore, bra, we need to get out of here. Bleddie feds will be onto us." he explained with a much calmer tone as he studied her. With a final sigh he grabbed his pistol and plate carrier, rising from his chair.

"Tell the boys it's time to pack up. We're rolling out." he ordered as he turned to leave. "Hopefully we can shake them. You riding with me?" he asked as he stopped in the doorway, turning to face her.

@KrystalKleo

Underground

United States/Alabama

Afternoon/Sunny

As much as Eddie Lessing hated the country and the government, he had to admit that it was the best place for his business. Plus the state helped to keep a low profile with everything already going on within its lines. Some might even say that, as an immigrant, he was living the American dream.

Set up in an old, abandoned warehouse that used to process some sort of crop was a massive operation with people sorting various illegal weapons, packing them up and going about other business that was clearly less than legal. However, things were a lot more tense now than it usually would be. "Oi Mike, make sure those AR's are all in there! If those Baptist fuckers stole our shit, I'm gonna moer them!" Eddie shouted over to one of his soldiers as he hopped out of his truck. The man threw him a thumbs up as he walked around to get to some pelican cases out from the back of the truck. "You got it, boss." he responded as he started to unload the cases. "And get them unloaded as quick as you can. We might need to pack up. Those Feds will definitely be on our tails after that." he ordered the man as he walked away from the truck, unstrapping his body armour as he marched. A few other people joined in to help him as their boss disappeared into his office.

After almost throwing his chair through the window of the dilapidated office, he took a moment to catch his breath. "Fucking extremists. I swear, if it's not a bloody church in the US, it's a bloody terrorist group in the Middle East." he ranted to himself as he looked around his office.

@KrystalKleo

(Free-Casual) I have hot cocoa and cookies! (Mature) (Ignore post count)

Ooh sounds like it could be fun. I'm on discord too.

@KrystalKleo

What's your name on Discord? I'll shoot a PM real quick then we can get planning

(Free-Casual) I have hot cocoa and cookies! (Mature) (Ignore post count)

Hey there

You wanna...

thread?( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I just joined the Discord as well if you wanna PM